Last night, my friends Sean, Crass, Kenton, Sam & I left a party we were at, at 3 AM, to go to another one. Showed up and parked on the front lawn, even though parking was available. Hung out with a boa and played darts, then Sam managed to steal 37 dollars, a bottle of whiskey and bitters from the place and convinced us we all had to leave immediately. So we locked ourselves in one of the basement rooms and all crawled up and through the basement window and ran back to the car (leaving the door locked from the inside). We drove to two Taco Bells only to realize they are all closed at 5 AM and finally decided on McDonald’s breakfast where we spent $25.60. When told the total, Sam replied “Damn straight that’s the total” to the sleepy clerk. We bought lottery tickets and had a big sleepover where we drank bitters in our whiskey to properly conjure the most bitter of all drinks. These events are hilarious to me in retrospect, although I am sure we seemed like total assholes.